From the recording Vignettes

Lyrics

My brothers and me, we shared the same love
Of living by the sea, we couldn’t get enough
We had to move inland, at the outbreak of war
Ended up living instead, twenty miles from shore
Ended up living instead, twenty miles from shore

I shook the padre’s hand, as he welcomed us aboard
Heard him say, ‘My sons, peace is never assured’
But we were so young, keen to even the score
Never gave it a thought, twenty miles from shore
Never gave it a thought, twenty miles from shore

Till fifteen black crosses, screaming down
Heavy, heavy losses, for the crown
And then...

I held the padre’s head, above the cloying foam
Heard him pray, ‘My god! Will we ever get home’
Well, if there’s a god, I’ve never been sure
But I prayed that day, twenty miles from shore
But I prayed that day, twenty miles from shore
Now she lies at rest, twenty miles from shore